Can you see me? All of me? Probably not. No one ever really has.
— Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex (via easymomentsandobsession)
I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as good as I give.
— Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath (via girlnah)
Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via feellng)